I don’t know what to do with you..

You jump back into my life and then you disappear again. I don’t know what you want from me. You say lets hang out but then you end up busy or it doesn’t pan out….then I never hear from you again. I attempted once to plan it out with you again, but once again it didn’t work out..so what now. I’m not going to approach you again. ehh forget it, I’m just going to stop thinking about it. It’s pointless anticipating when, if ever, you’re going to contact me. Done waiting.

When I’m sure

I will test myself. I’m glad he hasn’t pulled any of my heart strings, and I haven’t impulsively pulled any of his. Maybe there’s hope that we’ll veer off in different directions. I need to forget about him, not care about him, not even think about him. I’m waiting for the day my impulses die down and the random moments when I think about him, disappear. Please come…I’m waiting for the day.

i still wish you the best of luck baby, and don’t go thinking that this was a waste of time, i couldn’t forget you if i tried. you killed what was left of the good in me, i’m tired so let me be broken.

sex-bmx-and-rocknroll:

look down at the mess that’s in front of me, no other words need be spoken and i’ve got nobody else to blame though i tried, kept all of our past mistakes held inside. i’ll live with regret for my whole life.

…this sounds so familiar…guess you aren’t alone